Since changing up my pharmacological routine, I'm back to the same rapid-fire manic thought process that drove me 'round to a shrink in the first place. Insane-making, but kind of funny! Here's a sampling of today's most random thoughts:

1. There is NOTHING good about Taylor Swift's "Our Song," it is horrid, but it makes me think fondly of being ( Read more... )

Memory scrapbook (idea from Mighty Girl): Portland, ME ( Read more... )

The new fruit parents took one look at the HEINOUS birth announcements the hospital offers and asked me to come up with something...a little less fug. I am confident that I have fulfilled their requirements.


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She's pushing, so the delivery process has started and as such, Catherin and I have been excused so the new parents can...well, become parents ( Read more... )

Passing Express at the mall with my sister ( Read more... )

I discovered after consistent weighing that I have lost, since being my heaviest at 200 in August, about 25 pounds.  Today was the day that I realized that the scale is sticking around 175 instead of inching back up closer to 180, and I am psyched.  It has been slow going, and the details are boring (ask if you care) but I finally feel healthier.  ( Read more... )

Nobody in Maine is hiring. In other news, my sister's bellyfruit continues to ripen. She's not even CLOSE to dilating, a fact that distresses me more than it should considering it's NOT ACTUALLY MY KID. At least she has a job to amuse her ( Read more... )

Not once, at the beginning of all this, did I ever think I would be THIS involved in the last phase of my sister's pregnancy.  But Tom's transfer and then the change in job status made it possible for me to hack out the last six weeks with her, and kids, I have to tell you that Tim Sandlin was right: "Nobody is worth giving birth."

The fruit baby--a ( Read more... )